WORLD OF MANY COLORS

In this world of many colors,
Why then is hers called the worst:
The stares and glares;
The ignorant call her nigger to her face,
Say she's a disgrace of course she's
Going no place.
The dirt beneath their feet they laugh;
Those of you with stares, glares, thinking
How does she dare

Well her brothers and sisters of every
Color, her blood is red, she has a name
Her name will never be shame, dirt not
Even nigger: she's filled with no hate
Not even toward the ignorant she can
Only give love, compassion and understanding

So in her world of many colors
It is not those with their stares and glares
Turns out to be the world of many colors,
Is you and her of any colors
Who better then for this world of
Many colors.